The Gift of Every Season – a poem

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The Gift of Every Season

March 2025

I love the breath of early spring,
When blossoms dance and songbirds sing.
The world awakens, fresh and bright,
As golden sun reclaims the light.

Then summer hums with warmth and cheer,
Long, lazy days, skies crystal clear.
The scent of earth, the buzzing bees,
Soft whispers ride the gentle breeze.

As autumn paints the trees with flame,
The air turns crisp, yet feels the same—
A cozy hug, a golden glow,
Leaves tumbling in the winds that blow.

And winter, oh, its frosty grace!
A world transformed in white embrace.
Cold nights, bright stars, and snowdrifts deep,
A wonderland where dreams can sleep.

Each season turns, a gift anew,
With joys unique in changing hue.
Through warmth and frost, through sun and rain,
I love them all, again, again.


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